what if my poem is rejected?

What if my poem is rejected…


What if my poem is rejected?
my avid quill does not stop
enthralling my pages of endless
quest of truth and justice
what if my poem is rejected?
does my heart cease to function?
Does red blood swell to
reddening mark on your face?
like a staggering deer to the
abode of safety from the den of
growling lions, I move on,

what if my poem is rejected?
my undaunted spirit never
connives to forsake the abode,
neither does it intrude upon my
thin yet strong structure, aging body,
what if my poem is rejected?
I am not dejected at all,

My peering eyes look through
the bright, glassy window of Silsoe flat,
do the pair of swinging black birds
on the barren twigs of the tall tree,
refuse to sit and dance and view the
mini pond or the jingling leaves of
Greenery not on the far off mountain,


What if my poem is rejected?
My quill shall never reject me at all.